When you try your best but you don't succeed,

When you get what you want but it's not what you need

When you feel so tired but you can't sleep

Arabelle Sawyer, 29.

President of Panem.

Another day on the job. Being in charge of a country full of citizens that think I am incapable of being in office. Sure, I may not have everything together and I may need to turn to my husband a lot when things get stressful but I worked so hard to get here and all I can do is try my best.

I pile my long brown hair onto the top of my head and secure it with the pen that I was holding in between my teeth. I have been sitting in this chair in my office for hours on end thinking about what needs to happen the draw the lovely people on Panem back in. My dark mahogany desk takes up most of my office and right now there are papers scattered all over it. I am spinning in circles in the big black chair the towers over me trying to make a decision. Nothing is coming to my mind. I am drawing a blank and that frustrates me more than having bad ideas.

"Babe, let's start making our way back home." My husband Berkley is my rock. My mom always said that it was going to take someone special to put up with me. He is my special someone. He is not even officially in charge of anything but he is the first person I turn to when I have a hard decision to make. He stays with me in the office all hours of the night until he knows that I'm okay.

"I have so much to do." I tell him putting my head into my hands. "These people know that I haven't been the one making the decisions and they are mad. Berk, I have gotten an uncountable amount of death threats today. It's really getting under my skin." I walk towards him and wrap my arms around his neck. "Well, that is even more of an excuse for us to get out of the office and go relax," he says giving me a smolder. He kisses my neck and I can already feel myself unwinding. "Not tonight, babe. I'm exhausted." I smile at him and he nods understandingly.

I gather up all of my essentials and shove them into my bag. Organization is for people who don't have personal lives. Berkley switches the light switch off and holds open the door for me. I take one look back into my office before closing the door and turning the lock.

I get back to my room and fall onto the bed. I am too tired to change my clothes or take off my makeup so I just climb under the blankets and let my hair down.

"Arabelle, baby. Wake up." Berkley comes running in the room throwing my shoes at me. "We need to go." his face is panic stricken.

"What is going on?" I scream sleepily.

Berkley quickly turns the tv on and rushes into our closet to throw some more of his prized possessions into a duffle bag.

"Someone has set fire to the Presidential Mansion. Authorities are calling this an attack on the President and as of right now, the Capitol is shut down. The assailant left a message in big green letters on the sidewalk in front of the mansion. "The wicked bitch is dead." There is no word from the President at this time."

The news anchor tucks her hair behind her ear as she finishes her segment. My mouth is agape and I am too stunned to move.

"Babe, go!" Berkley shouts.

I rush into my closet and grab my go bag that I have prepared at all times and throw it over my shoulder. I slip back into my black stilettos, grab Berkley's hand and we rush out of the mansion. A black SUV is waiting for us outside in the back of the secret exit.

I turn around and look back at the place I have called home. It is burning to the ground, along with my presidential career.

Hello you beautiful humans, and welcome to my next SYOT. I have such a cool idea for this story and I really hope that y'all will submit now that you know I stick with my stories. :P There will be a form on my profile. I'm wanting to get this started pretty quickly so submit away. :)

Caleb and I also have a collaboration going on. The story is called Thunder and Lightning and it's already been so much fun. You should totally submit to it. There is a form on both of our profiles.

I will be working on this story while Caleb is away in Australia this summer and I am really pumped.

What did you think?

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Jenna.